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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Move back to the stone age What kind of story is history going to write let us examine a cold hearted nation and her many flaws injecting children with dead remains horror filled killing has become second nature to certain individuals Everything about condemning death as a normal practice in those whom support love and care are judged harshly spitting hate condemns man and woman as inferior Yet a generation of children have been born into a family unit they overturn even scientific evidence which stands to object denial and deceit manifesting as something else entirely Today the greens decided to devalue the poor even further standing in favour of putting masses of more people on the streets begging to survive under their climate change agenda amounts to something unspeakable happening against the grain Then you add to the list those globalists wallowing in luxury merchants of greed destroying the economic structure enslaving humanity to work until they are buried Then leave their family with a debt tax while mourning all the minerals in the world will not fill their bellies vanity weights heavy with nowhere to run or hide Empty promises we have heard it all from political parties cheap lip service which is always pretending to be in opposition yet work for the very same slave master What ever pulls your strings I say drain the bog smiling green white and orange united Irish men and women I hold the Shamrock as a sign of my forefathers faith strange their is not many true Pat's left we are a dying breed but our day will come When bondage enslaves us no longer where every human life has value in the eyes of God made in the insect and animal kingdom male and female create but humans have lost their intelligence somewhere between the eyes of truth which draws picture perfect
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